The Final Defeat: One

1. The year is… in truth, I’m not sure what year it is or month or even if time matters anymore in the world we have created. For all we know, outside of the simulacrum, the world we once understood is no longer, and the gateway we once stepped through hangs in empty space. Of […]

Of Mortals: Chapter Twenty-two

Irritated beyond belief, not even quite sure why he should even remain, Kovarlin adjourned to his rooms. Mishonrayel would be no use venting to. The coyote seemed too stupid to be anything but muscle for when they’d need it. Even were he slightly better off in the department of intellect, Kovarlin was quite sure that […]

Of Mortals: Chapter Twenty-one

As figures moved down into the valley from the southern horizon, the light waned, fading from night into day, or perhaps it was day into night, it was almost impossible for Mishonrayel to differentiate the two. He sat on one of the spacious balconies of the cathedral that allowed anyone to overlook virtually all of […]

Of Mortals: Chapter Twenty

The cathedral was a massive monstrosity of ebony set into a nighttime scene that somehow looked bright by contrast. All of the various towers and buttresses made the undertaking seem something that could have never been attained in any lifetime. So many intricate engravings, statues, and carvings made certain to show that not only had […]

Of Mortals: Chapter Nineteen

Mishonrayel shifted back and forth on his feet, watching the groups merge and separating again and again on the streets far below in the city. From their vantage on the hill, there was no way a single one of the citizens below could sneak up on them. The dense, granite gray clouds hanging low in […]

Of Mortals: Chapter Eighteen

What heat was left of the coals dissipated the moment the stove door was opened. The chill of winter greedily devoured it before the women could ready to depart. In spite of it, they remained in the desolate building, something that could have been a homestead twice caught fire and finally given up on once […]

Of Mortals: Chapter Seventeen

Terlynn stared speechless at his father after informing him of his plan, and still after, he could not find proper words to address his father with. It wasn’t until after they had returned to their homeland that the prince’s mind began to really work over the idea put forth. Perhaps it wasn’t the idea itself […]

Of Mortals: Chapter Sixteen

Maxinimus watched from one of the high balconies as the three wagons from Desmus began their journey back north. It would be a lengthy one but one that would have to be made as brief as possible. There was a scent on the wind, the odor of more and ever deeper snow ready to fall […]

Of Mortals: Chapter Fifteen

The eerie yet sweet and somber and almost awe invoking cry of the carynx echoed across the barren lands encrusted in layers of pale sheets. Yerra- Maxinimus VI, stared almost blankly over the procession, his mind muddled and thoughts anything but coherent. There was likely enough a dreadful stench of ale on his breath, but […]

Of Mortals: Chapter Fourteen

Sirian lit her paw with a globe of sunlight, the action would have hardly burnt much of her Erkinan without day’s light feeding her power, but with it, it may as well have had no draw on her strength. She had Shi’Karil remain beyond the copse with the myter, an argument she only barely won […]